Before responding he sets the glowing, frozen stone in the boat and lets it set sail into the lake. A tiny beacon of light to add to the others slowly making their way out onto the water amidst the waves lapping at the shore.

"I froze it." He's still watching the lake rather than the man next to him, but eventually he turns to face him. Holding his hand out palm upright his fingers are quickly enveloped in a swirling blue mist that coalesces into a small ice orb. He lets it sit there for a second before he crushes it and lets the pieces fall to the ground.

"I used to be called Sub-Zero. In a time before here."